there is someone somewhere in a bridge who's waiting for some fairytailson a raimbow near the trees who's looking leafs falling and ask her selfwhen it's my turn ??when it's my time ?

so i think she's a fool to waiting for somone like me Em A G Dbecause the first lady i sawtold me she was in schooli try to understood but i never no i never ask her some questions then

i listen the radio when the sun leaves meand i play some game with the child of my townthere are so pretty when there youngthey reminds me your face and your wordsi love crazy people i think i'm not alone

was it whole illusion?the fruit of my imagination? Em G C F#no more lies, please.baby, no more lies.

theres devil on your shoulders,you smile when i cry,your words kills as a knife,planted far in my entrailsyou turn it with a big smile.sadist intentions,you're my fascination.masochist feeling?love to be killed:strange as the world,but good as drugs,u hurt me more than everything,but i'm asking more and more

was it whole illusion?the fruit of my imagination?no more lies, please.baby, no more lies.

grace has a girlfriendall eyes are glued to herespecially when she touchs her hairand all the night she cries because

when shes on board of watershe still think abour herthat fool girl cant stop remind the passedthe last time she saw her smileit was too say goodbyeto say goodbye in this gardenthe garden of a first kiss

grace had a girlfriendall eyes were glued to herespecially when shes touched her hairnow she think about herbut anywere but in the sky

02442 / G / D / Ai remind me of this day, a certain april 8th,opening my inbox, and find a letterfrom an perfect beautiful unknow men..& tonight, i am trying to write, what you called a rainbow,it is still a disaster, but it doesn't matter,because i understood that my sentences,will never be as beautiful as yours..

if you knew the feeling i have when i read your letters,how my heartbeat goes fast to each of your words,the shivers in my skin when i hear your voice,how i tremble before opening each of your letter,how i feel good when it sign your name,how i am disappointed when it someone else..

everything seems so unreal, that i finally wonderif you are a creature, or the perfect dream ever?

if you knew how you succeed to make me smile,the happiness inside when i read your line..how you make me feel good through your words,so simple and unprompted that i don't need anymore.

i could compare our story to a fairy tale;her , the little girl, and him , the perfect men,who's coming and save this creepy girl,from the hell and the whole monsters..he changed her life, and in the wake of her smile,you can see that she's never been so bright

everything seems so unreal, that i finally wonderif you are a creature, or the perfect dream ever?it seems so unreal, that i finally wonder;are you a real, or just the perfect dream ever?

i tried to write a letter to youtried to find the better words to tell youmany things , it's confusedin my head , in my heart , in my brainand finish to tear the letter &start again:

'cause it's never perfect enoughit's never clear enoughI never find the words which tell the things that i can feelIt's many things too oddmany things not realI cannot describe the feeling i could have inside of me

Leave me explain with senseit's the only way i canso trust me babyi need you 'til the endone day this dream come true:a perfect me and youa simple sundaywhere you'll come and laytake my lips to your skinyour hands to my thighwhisper in my earstelling the words i want to heara certain perfect dayin a perfect landscapeit's the only way i canit's the only way i can